The wedding team stopped at the bridge of Daxiangguo Temple.

The first sedan chair was damaged at the Watergate Bridge and could no longer be used. But as Fu Jiuqu said, the wedding was not affected. The wedding team looked like it had been rehearsed in advance. They chased the gangsters when they should and continued on the road when they should.

, except for the frightened people, no one else seemed to be affected.

Xin Yi sat on the head of Fu Jiuqu's horse and became the "bride on horseback" that everyone watched.

She originally thought that Fu Jiuqu would just ride her horse to the eldest princess' mansion, but as soon as the team stopped, she heard Sun Huai's laughing voice.

"Master, the sedan chair is here."

Fu Jiuqu: "Bring it forward."

Xin Yi was slightly startled.

Fu Jiuqu is a well-planned person who is good at strategy. He will definitely make plans for today's wedding. However, Xin Yi was surprised for a moment that he arranged a brand new sedan as a backup.

"I'll carry you to the sedan."

Xin Yi's ears were burning. Through the red hijab, she could feel Fu Jiuqu's eyes fixed on her face, and she could also hear the low laughter of the onlookers.

"Yes." Xin Yi was very polite and slowly held his neck with both hands.

Fu Jiuqu chuckled, "No one dares to laugh at you."

Xin Yi: "I'm not afraid of jokes."

Fu Jiuqu: "Then what are you afraid of?"

Xin Yi's body was slightly stiff, and even though he was sitting in Fu Jiuqu's arms the whole time, his mood did not relax at all.

"I'm afraid your hands will shake and you'll throw me off."

Her low laughter could only be heard by Fu Jiuqu.

Fu Jiuqu looked at her indifferently and said nothing. He just leaned forward and slowly placed her on the sedan chair. The bride's feet should not touch the ground. He was very careful and moved gently, taking advantage of the situation to help her straighten her hijab and wedding dress. He used his fingers to

He even scratched her cheek too much...

The cold texture of the jade finger touched Xin Yi's red face, and she was excited.

"Hiss, it hurts."

Fu Jiuqu smiled deeply in his eyes, lowered the curtain, got on his horse again, and glanced at the wedding procession.

"Set off!"

Joy strikes again.

It was as if the assassination at Watergate Bridge had never happened. The dowry was neatly carried and the wedding team was filled with joy...

The sedan moved forward slowly and leisurely. Xin Yi reached into his sleeve and took out the purse Gao Minglou gave her before leaving the post house.

She lowered her head and untied the string of her purse, brought it to the tip of her nose and sniffed.

Very fragrant.

A little hungry.

She smiled slightly, put it back, sat sideways, and gently opened the vermilion curtain behind the wedding sedan.

Gao Minglou rode a bay-red horse, with sharp cold eyebrows and tight lips. He led a group of escorts and walked behind the wedding sedan step by step, very slowly, very steadily, very calmly...

However, Xin Yi inexplicably thought of the canoe boats on the Bian River.

It is swaying in the wind and rain, alone, as if it will be overturned by huge waves at any time.

Xin Yi squeezed the corner of the curtain tightly and remained motionless. Gao Minglou seemed to feel something and suddenly looked towards the wedding sedan.

It was already dark.

The red lanterns on both sides reflected Gao Minglou's eyes, like sharp arrows penetrating through the curtain, sharp and complex.

Xin Yi quickly put down the curtain and sat upright.

When the Watergate Bridge accident happened, she was lifted onto a horse by Fu Jiuqu, and the broad hippa never left her head.

Therefore, Xin Yi did not have the opportunity to see what Gao Minglou looked like at that time and what he did...

But Gao Minglou is still walking calmly in the procession, proving that he didn't do anything just now...

Xin Yi didn't know whether to be grateful or worried.

"Bang-bang-bang!"

The salute was fired and the bride got off the sedan chair.

On the ground is a blanket made of green cloth leading straight to the wedding hall. The bride does not step on the ground and is supported along the blanket, scattering beans and straddling the saddle, in the sound of children happily picking up jelly beans and saying auspicious words.

, entered the gate of the eldest princess's mansion.

Xin Yi could not see anything except the ground beneath his feet.

Block the door to ask for profits, buy a new house, and live in wealth.

On the door of the new house, there was a torn colored satin hanging. Everyone laughed and rushed forward to tear it off. This was jokingly called "profit at the end of the day", a bit like the bridal bouquet in later generations.

It is a symbol of luck.

Xin Yi cannot see these things at all.

There was laughter all around.

She could do nothing but listen to the ridicule with a blushing face.

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On the nave.

Zhao Zhen was sitting in the first place, and Zhao Yuqing was sitting next to him.

The ceremony officer shouted loudly.

"The auspicious time has come! Invite the bride and groom to leave the bridal chamber and enter the main hall to perform the ceremony of worship!"

"It's coming, it's coming." The children shouted loudly outside the wedding room.

"The bride is coming out, get out of the way, the bride is coming out."

Mrs. Wei stepped forward with a smile, handed a piece of colorful satin to Xin Yi's hand, and said softly:

"The colorful satin handkerchief is tied together. The bride, hold the handkerchief!"

Xin Yi hummed, grabbed the colorful satin tightly and pulled it.

Probably because she was too strong, she looked a little impatient, and another roar of laughter came from the wedding room.

She was a bit social, lowering her head and not daring to move.

Fu Jiuqu was on the other end of her "handkerchief" and chuckled.

"Teacher, how should I go?"

Mrs. Wei waved to Xiniang.

Marriage is a great gift in life, and the rules are particularly important. You can’t go wrong in every step.

Xi Niang stepped forward and said with a full smile: "You two are walking toward each other, and the groom is walking out of the room and leading the bride into the middle hall."

Fu Jiuqu: "Yes."

Xin Yi's ears were slightly warm. She had rarely heard Fu Jiuqu speak so gently to others and be so obedient. He would do whatever he was asked to do. It could be said that he was very cooperative. Even if someone made fun of him, he would just agree in a gentle voice.

As for herself, she was like a puppet on strings throughout the whole process, being completely led by others.

In the whole world, there is only a pair of black soap boots worn by Zhu Hongxi not far away.

She had never taken a serious look at Fu Jiuqu's shoes before. Today, she could see nothing but those shoes, so she stared at them eagerly and followed him around, using him as a coordinate...

It was hard for her to express this feeling, it was very subtle.

Fu Jiuqu is a person he knows well and trusts, and without this wedding, this will not change.

However, this crisis-ridden wedding gave her a different kind of experience...

Maybe this is the sense of ritual.

Only after they have gone to court can they be considered married.

From then on, the two of them were husband and wife in the true sense...

She is married.

In the Song Dynasty, in Bianjing, she married an ancient prince.

During the not-so-long journey from the wedding room to the middle hall, Xin Yi's feet felt like they were floating, and laughter could not be heard. However, her world was extremely peaceful, and all she could see was her pair of black soap boots...

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two bows to the high hall."

"House of husband and wife."

The wedding ceremony was no different from what she had seen in TV dramas before. She paid respects to her elders and relatives in the temple. Xin Yi did a very good job as a "blind man", but she got up too quickly when the couple paid homage.
To be continued...